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| Reviewed by Lois Christensen |
7/26/2009 |
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| I did really get the message in these verses. Love it. Keep up the good work, steady goes on with life and never failing in loving hands. |
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| Reviewed by Dawn Wilson |
6/16/2009 |
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| Love the use of the island as your metaphor in this. |
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| Reviewed by Art Sun |
5/23/2009 |
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You....Axilea...are an island of creativity. One can only be a part of you for those moments where we touch you within thought...to grasp those emotions of life that are embedded within the message you write of. There is so much within the underlaying of your work that one must read repetively to truly understand the poetic expressions of your work.
Exceptional...
Art Sun... |
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| Reviewed by Elizabeth Price |
5/21/2009 |
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| I'm sorry I have not been by recently. I have missed your poetry. I find you seeking the see and being able to handle it that you have found your way out of a bad emotional situation. I found a lot to thinnk about here. Excellent write. Liz |
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| Reviewed by Amber Moonstone |
5/20/2009 |
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This was simply amazing, solid as an Island can be, and colorful like a rainbow of life.
Quite powerful!
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V" |
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| Reviewed by Sheila Roy |
5/14/2009 |
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I read this twice, and I still don't think I fully appreciate the brilliance of it. Creative and fascinating!
Sheila |
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| Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green |
5/14/2009 |
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This is fantastic, Axilea. So original, and the images rock.
ENCORE!!. ENCORE!! XoX Phyllis XoX |
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| Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle |
5/14/2009 |
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I enjoy reading it.This poem was captivaiting and powerful from the passion of your heart.Take care
Edwin |
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| Reviewed by jude forese |
5/14/2009 |
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compelling scenario ...
A game of sad projections, fury and a catapult, with cold cutting stones, hit a pair of bank swallows: the sudden, meaningless end of free flight
nice! |
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| Reviewed by Ronald Hull |
5/14/2009 |
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| Intriguing story. I'm reminded of "Lost." |
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| Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner |
5/13/2009 |
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Axilea,
Powerfully penned, this prose poem - undone by the creativity of your pen. Well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. |
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| Reviewed by Charlie |
5/13/2009 |
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WEll, these lines just lap at the mind like water--so fluid I thought it came from my own mind, only it's too... not me, and so you. Some of your word combos I especially liked were (here's my favorite:) "mirror grey", then there's "shell-shaped fantasy", your purple hue shifts, and the line about the anchored island. I too love how you shift from your fluidity to the choppy sequence of avoiding truth, and return to the liquid, lapping lines of the rest of the prose/poem.
The last line is particularly eerie after having mesmerized the readers into a sense of security anchored in your sea of words.
I love this style of writing for you. --Charlie |
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| Reviewed by Linda Settles |
5/12/2009 |
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| True freedom insists on expression in this beautiful poem, Axilea. The contrast of "your empty shell" and the island that is steady, anchored in the deepest seas, invites the reader to rise above apathy, resume her/his flight, even when the skies turn grey. I hope the message is found by the reader for whom it is intended. |
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| Reviewed by Kate Burnside |
5/12/2009 |
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| this somehow reminds me of a modern-day Virginia Woolf... her writing in streams of consciousness, circling an idea or event like paths in a maze. Love your imagery and seamless internal/external voicing and address. Fabulous tone and appeal to the senses. Also like the way you chop and switch, yet coming back to your theme. A different slant and interpretation to be found on multiple readings. Intriguing prose, thank you. Kate xx |
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| Reviewed by Liana Margiva |
5/11/2009 |
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| 'While you destroyed yourself to protect your empty shell, I called for the water to surround me again. Adrift lies your conscience'---------- HEAVENLY BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE THIS!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva |
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| Reviewed by Gene Williamson |
5/10/2009 |
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Wonderful, Axilea, in the spirit of the word. I love it when you
let your imagination run. And of course I'm drawn to the island metaphor. Great closing line. -gene. |
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| Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis |
5/10/2009 |
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| I like this "stream of consciousness" style and your courage to step into another manner of creative expression. |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
5/10/2009 |
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As a great song writer team once sang..."I am a rock, I am an I...sland..." and your intense imnages and sould searching lines created a masterpiece of poetry here. It has depth, soul and heart and you captivated my imagination with this one dear friend.
hugs
Fee |
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| Reviewed by John Flanagan |
5/10/2009 |
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Axilea,
The complexities here are fascinating, the suggestions and levels of meaning quite wonderful - island as physical entity and separation, as emotional apartness and yet possibility, as difference in how two interpret and respond to the world and to each other. Superb!
John |
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
5/10/2009 |
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I find this totally captivating and soul-reaching, Axilea. I am left quite wordless. Thank you for sharing this magnificent poetic prose. Love and best wishes to you,
Regis |
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